Žodžiai dainai: Zach Hill. Stoic Logic.

Cut some new lines in your palms with the night like you own it, don't trip
Burn what you've learned in the black hole and wait for the winter to split

I know, i know, we can go, we can go
Climb up the towers
I know, i know, we can go, we can go
Play with the powers

Cut some new lines in your palms with the night like you own it, don't trip
Burn what you've learned in the black hole and wait for the winter to split

I know, i know, we can go, we can go
Turn time into trouble
I know, i know, we can go, we can go
Try to see double

Cut those new lines in your palms with the night like you own it, don't trip
Burn what you've learned in the black hole and wait for the winter to split

I know, i know, you can go, you can go
M-I-S-S-I-N-G
I know, i know, we can go, we can go
M-I-S-S-I-N-G